hi everyone im havin alittle trouble with this essay but mainly the beginging im doint i have to do a pov of a soldier on d-day and thought that myabe alittle help would get me started. And yes i know its a bad beginning i am ah not very good at writing or spelling

June 6 D-day, Sea sick waiting arrival, I started talkin to the soldier next to me, after what seemed like hours we arrived but not alone. I wanted to stick with john, but as soon as we set foot on land all hell broke loose. Nearly frozen with fear and confusion I sprinted behind a boulder, every way I look people are getting shot. I stand up looking for john can’t find him, didn’t have much time to look before bullets come whizzing my my head.

The next part will be added some where in the story so don't think i just jump to it


While heading back to camp I noticed a group of Nazis that were beating up a soldier. As I got alittle closer I noticed he was an American. I couldn’t just leave him to die, but I was trying to decide how I could kill all of them. With just my m1911 left I knew it would be a challenge, so I decided to try and trick them. I picked up a rock and threw it to the right of me as soon as he got about 15 feet from me I shot him in the head. Before I could aim for another head shot they came running towards me. Another one down I looked around and didn’t see any one so I crawled over to the soldier. I knew this image would haunt me for the rest of my life getting closer I noticed that they he had been shot and beaten. he was unconscious but still had a pulse, I knew camp was only round 1 miles away. So I picked him up and started going to camp.

Not to long after, suddenly I got a chill down my spine as if I was being watched I started running as fast as I could a mile in to it i started to slow back down. Paranoid as ever I looked behind me and to my sides and saw nothing, but that didn’t help only thing I could think about is the last Nazi that got away. Son of a bitch I scream I noticed my arm was bleeding I looked behind me and still nothing i stared running If I wasn’t going to make it at least I would die trying. Only thing that kept me going was the thought of being home with my wife and kids, and this soldier on over my shoulder. Not even 30 seconds later, another shot only this time it came from in front of me. Not noticing if I got shot I was looking for the person. About 150 feet in front of me I could see a Nazi reloading his rifle, I had to act quick with only 2 shots left I aimed carefully shot.
Miss shit I say as he’s getting closer to loading I shot again hit but only in his arm, fuck I guess this is it. Suddenly I see him aiming right at me another shot this time going right in to my leg I collapsed. He came running toward us the thought of not seeing my children of wife ever again made me start crying. I had to try but I only had a knife, now seeing a shadow over me I reached with my good arm and stabbed him in the leg he fell but still had enough to pull the trigger. I can’t move and the only thing I can think of is how I didn’t keep my promise to my little girl……